Infinita tristeza

March 30, 2016 § Leave a comment

Zile apasatoare. Din cosul pieptului iese din cand in cand un oftat prelung. Ochii se adancesc in ei insisi, luminile din ei s-au stins. Colturile buzelor se lasa in jos, mainile atarna fara speranta, picioarele se misca mecanic. Nu, n-am murit, dar a murit o parte din mine. Acele pierderi invizibile, dar atat de importante. Pierderea sperantei mi se pare chiar mai trista decat pierderea dragostei.

Mi se intampla rar sa raman fara cuvinte, dar atunci imi ascult mai bine bataile inimii, rare si tacute.

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